Mr. Floating Dream just wants to write

sunny on september 9

It seems that suddenly, summer has turned into autumn, and the birthday of the Flower God is still vivid in my memory, as if it happened yesterday.The hearty autumn brings with it the withering of the petals, and everyone in the town is sweeping the fallen leaves, petals, with smiles on their faces, because they know that when winter is over, it will be another year of blooming flowers bloom.

And there are not only flowers in the town, the bright yellow and red leaves make the town extraordinarily bright.What's more, autumn is very suitable for stargazing.

Compared with the coldness in the Esjalan area, the autumn of Bridling Pine is particularly lovely. The instinct of being a snake is not clamoring. Although it is a bit late every morning when I wake up, it has already made me very satisfied. .I haven't heard from Mr. recently, it seems that he is writing in retreat, and I am looking forward to what his first book will look like.

I asked him before why he likes to read books, and his answer impressed me a bit. He said that only when reading books can he feel the peace of mind.I know he is a gentle person, what kind of stories would be written by such a person?Gentle, spicy and ironic, simple or gorgeous?It's really curious.

Heavy rain on September 9

It seems that in autumn everywhere, the rain is cold.

It was raining heavily outside, and there were puddles one after another on the road.When the wind blows, the cold air will drill into the cuffs from the hands, making people shrink and shrink, wanting to fly directly home, take a hot bath, drink a cup of hot cocoa, and then stay in the comfort of home and be yourself things.

Fortunately, there is a bakery downstairs. Although there was a cold wind, but it was not rained, I bought freshly baked mince pies. Although Mrs. Bree insisted on calling them mince bread, they were warm from the fingers to the toes All warmed up.When I told Mrs. Bree that she decided to settle here, she was very happy and pulled people to celebrate for me. I bought the second floor where I had been living, and became neighbors with Mrs. Bree.

During this period, I also went back to Adaibiling. The old professor was happy to see me and took me to teach the newcomer a lesson. His body was not as strong as before. It was banned years ago, and even sweet things can't be eaten like before.Professor Hollyne found a new apprentice. When I expressed my apologies to him, he smiled and patted me.

"Do you still love the starry sky above your head?" he asked, and I nodded, yes I still love her.

"Are you still shocked by this vast sea of ​​stars?" He asked, and I nodded, yes, I am still shocked by it.

"Are you still pursuing the mysteries of the universe?" He asked, and I nodded, yes, I am still pursuing and exploring.

"That's all right." The old professor has a gray beard, lenses clipped on the bridge of his nose, the uniform on his body, the wisdom in his eyes, and his inclusive heart that loves the stars and rain. .

Yes, I still remember the first sentence that everyone learned when they entered Adaibiling—give the heart to the stars, and you can see a moment of thousands of brilliance.

sunny on september 10

The sun finally cleared up today after it had been raining for several days.The humid atmosphere made me a little uncomfortable. The weather is just right today. I plan to clean up, such as cleaning the bookshelves, drying quilts and the like.In order to integrate into this place, I have studied for a long time, and I generally know what is normal.

There is still no news from Mr., but I am not in a hurry. After all, he always disappears without a trace and then reappears suddenly. I am quite used to it.

I don’t know what the weather is like there, but he is more familiar with human beings than me, so there shouldn’t be any surprises, and in the eyes of the public, our professions are all within the scope of being normal no matter how strange they are.Although I want to say something, I have to say that this excuse saves a lot of things.

Besides housework, I also learned how to make tea, coffee, and desserts.I remember that my husband said that I am very suitable to be a maid. Although I personally don't feel much about it, judging from Mrs. Bree's performance, the tea and desserts I made are probably not bad?

Maybe one day, I will be a maid for Mr.However, until now, I don't know his taste, so I'll try to ask next time.

Hopefully I can make something he likes to eat.

Well, that's it for today's diary, and we're going to start cleaning.

cloudy weather on september 10

The clouds in the sky are like marshmallows that children like to eat, piled up in the sky one by one, making people think that if they are pulled out to make a quilt, they will probably be very soft.Today's clouds are not gray, dull clouds, but soft white.

The heat of the sun was blocked, and the weather was quite suitable for walking. It happened that I hadn't gone out much for a week, and it was time to go for a walk.Mrs. Bree would probably be very happy to see me. She always wants me to go out and do more activities. In the face of such a warm and kind woman, I can only be vague.After all, no matter from a professional point of view or an archetypal point of view, I have some resistance to sports.Of course, it's not that I can't, but that I'm lazy.

The newspaper said that a new restaurant had opened in the town, and the food in it was quite good. I was going to try it, maybe I could learn how it was cooked.

I've been learning to cook lately, but I've been challenged.The recipes can be freely developed, and you can make whatever you want. There are no strict rules like desserts. Moreover, the most important thing is that there are some recipes whose ingredients are not so clear. How much is the right amount?

Can't the author of the recipe give an accurate value for the appropriate amount? !

sunny on september 11

The weather is getting colder and colder. Although there is still the sun, the temperature has dropped a lot.Mrs. Bree was very enthusiastic and gave me a lot of advice, including shopping for clothes.

A long skirt, boots, cape, plus a hat is perfect for traveling.

And I am now in the carriage.As for why, of course it is a trip, this trip is not the same as before, it is a real trip, you can walk around the old town for a day, you can sit on the bench next to the fountain pool and feed the pigeons, or what Do nothing, just stay somewhere quietly all day.

To travel is to be invited.I'm an astronomer by profession, and occasionally a part-time astrologer, but I'm also an alchemist.This time, the place is just not far from Bridling Pine. It is a place suitable for autumn travel, and it is also the annual gathering of alchemists.The alchemist is eccentric, full of whimsy, and has many things that are helpful to life.

It is said in many books that the ultimate pursuit of alchemists is the "Philosopher's Stone". In my opinion, that thing is useless. Moreover, many current alchemists don't care about the "Philosophy's Stone". Their dream is to use their own products to transform the world. This is the new school of alchemists, while the old school of alchemists is pursuing the 'Philosophy's Stone', but the battle between the alchemists is full of a sense of comedy.

All the new school alchemists were old school alchemists, after all, it was their basic skill, and the profession of alchemist originally required the alchemist to have the ability to be whimsical, as well as curiosity and thirst for knowledge.This caused the old-school alchemists to see nothing on the surface, but in fact they would take home the works of the new-school alchemists and take them apart to understand.Many things researched by new-school alchemists facilitate life, so there will also be works of new-school alchemists in the homes and workshops of old-school alchemists.In the homes of new-school alchemists, books written by old-school alchemists, workbenches, sheepskin scrolls, etc. are indispensable.

The content of the competition between the two schools of alchemists is to use each other's methods, ideas, and techniques to create works that can make the other party full of praise.

The woman wearing a white cloak with patterns outlined in light gold stopped writing. When she first learned about this, she even laughed.

Walk the other side's way, let the other side have no way to go, you alchemists, you are really sick. When it comes to the degree of weirdness of your profession, astronomers are willing to bow down.